Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 486

"Mr. Blackwood," Serena greeted politely, her eyes landing on the old man's face with a gentle smile. "You're looking much better."

"Ever since I started taking those herbal pills you specially prepared for me, I've been feeling better and better," Mr. Blackwood said, his face lighting up with excitement. "I reckon it won't be long before I can throw this cane away!"

Serena’s eyes crinkled with warmth. "I'm glad you're feeling well, Mr. Blackwood."

"Serena, you truly are amazing! You have masterful skills in traditional medicine, and you can play the piano so beautifully!" The more Mr. Blackwood looked at Serena, the more satisfied he felt.

And the more he looked, the more he felt that his own disappointing grandson, who had nothing but a pretty face, was completely unworthy of such an outstanding woman.

If only Serena were his granddaughter.

He truly envied—and was jealous of—Mr. Lancaster for having such a wonderful granddaughter.

"Alright, alright, Mr. Blackwood. No matter how much you stare, she's not your granddaughter," Mr. Lancaster said, seeing right through him.

A childish pride and smugness appeared on his usually stern face.

Even from his wheelchair, he held his chin high. "All you can do is look on with envy."

"What do you mean, not mine?" Mr. Blackwood scoffed, refusing to concede. "Our families arranged an engagement long ago! Once Serena marries into the Blackwood family, she'll be my granddaughter all the same!"

Mr. Lancaster slapped the armrest of his wheelchair, his eyes wide. "Marry into your Blackwood family? Nothing's even close to being settled! You're dreaming!"

"Whether I'm dreaming or not isn't up to you," Mr. Blackwood huffed. "In any case, we have the marriage contract, so Serena is as good as my granddaughter. So there!"

Mr. Lancaster was so incensed he almost stood up from his wheelchair.

Watching the two titans who once stood at the pinnacle of Vaelion City, master strategists who controlled its economic lifeblood, bicker like a couple of old kids was quite a sight.

Their back-and-forth was incredibly cheerful.

It was clear their friendship ran deep.

"Grandpa!"

A loud, high-pitched voice suddenly cut through the air.

Riley, sporting a wild shock of ash-brown hair, practically flew over.

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